Revenge Sevenfold

Of course, when compared to the mansion, this villa could be considered a trivial matter.

Hui Yin had only managed to stay in her room for thirty minutes when four maids popped out of nowhere and escorted her downstairs.

"Madam, sir instructed us to get you," one of them explained apologetically, as they herded Hui Yin like a sheep to slaughter.

She could only grit her teeth and follow them.

Lu Shen had been waiting for her outside the garage, and Hui Yin blanched when she saw him. Or more specifically, his clothes.

He was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt with white stripes.

And she was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt with black stripes.

Only one thought came to Hui Yin\'s mind at that instant:

Matching couple t-shirts.

"Don\'t you have a jacket?" she blurted out.

Lu Shen raised an eyebrow. "Why should I wear one?"

"Because it\'s cold!"

He simply looked up, and Hui Yin followed his gaze to the brightly shining sun in the middle of the clear blue sky.

"..."

If only her mood matched the current weather. There would surely be a typhoon by now.

Hui Yin got into the car full of complaints, and Lu Shen drove them out of the villa. He was extremely focused on the road, maintaining the speed at fifty miles per hour. He had also nagged at her before they set off to put on her seatbelt, and even reached out to check if she did it properly himself.

Lu Shen rarely drove a car on his own, and Hui Yin had a small inkling as to the reason why.

She remembered the moment that they had first met. She had mistaken him as a corpse, and threw a piece of sardine on his face when she realized that he was actually alive. Because she took pity on him, Hui Yin decided to take him in. The village where she found him was where they were currently filming for a few months, and she had a small apartment rented to her by the studio.

Because she had a small role, she was located far away from the other actors who were the main leads of the show, and her apartment was a bit rundown. But it was because of her isolation that she decided to take him in for a moment of pity. Otherwise, tongues would wag and her reputation would be dragged into the mud deeper than it already was.

And if she left him there, since he did not want to go to the hospital or the police station, he would surely die. Hui Yin even entertained the idea that he was a wanted criminal, because he was so reclusive.

But she quickly abandoned that idea.

Because the bastard was totally useless.

He did not know how to cook, how to wash the dishes, do the laundry, or even help her with the smallest house chores. Even a local robber would know how to do such things.

And after he took a shower and she saw his face that could easily earn him millions, Hui Yin realized that this man\'s identity could not be that simple.

She remembered the time she handed him a broomstick and a dust pan to sweep the floor. He had moved the broomstick and left the pan on the middle of the floor, so of course, every time he tried to sweep, the pan slid away. He had tried this a couple of times and looked at the moving dust pan like it was one of the seven wonders of the world.

Not to mention the time he attempted to \'wash\' the rice with dishwashing liquid.

Hui Yin looked at the man whose hands switched between the handling of the steering wheel and the clutch with controlled ease.

After a moment, she asked thoughtfully, "Lu Shen, do you still know how to clean the toilet?"